"Cannae fight without yer boy helpin' ye?" Luag ground out as he backed away, using the shove to get himself distance and circling again to put Flint between him and his friend. "What? Ye a squib then? At least me an' yer buddy Blake are feckin' wizards." He snorted as he rolled his eyes. "Or is somethin' wrong with yer wand? Too embarrassed ta actually use it? Maybe ye should take a lesson from a bufty an' learn how ta handle one properly then."